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And the poet in me screams, “Let me out. Let me write. Let me live through words never dared to be uttered, lives never lived out, and worlds that exist for those who are searching, never knowing what to look for. Let me be chaos, let me be peace, and let me be free.”
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When Hate Feels Like Love
Updated at Aug 12, 2025, 10:47
Willow Harrison has spent her entire life trying to be perfect. As the eldest child, she’s the reliable one— naturally smart, painfully polite, and a textbook people pleaser. Her straight-A record and color-coded planner aren’t just for show; they’re armor in a world where failure isn’t an option. Because if she wasn't the perfect golden child, who else would she be? Enter Oliver Clarke— sharp-tongued, independently brilliant, and the middle child with a chip on his shoulder and a constant need to prove himself. Overachieving isn’t just a goal for him; it’s a reflex, something ingrained. He doesn’t just want to win— he wants to be win louder, faster, and more noticeable than everyone else in the room, always fighting for his place in the spotlight. Because if he wasn’t, he wouldn’t even be half as good as his older brother. They’ve been academic rivals since the fifth grade, always neck-and-neck, always at odds. ut when a high-stakes competition and looming college applications force them into an uneasy partnership, their flawless records aren’t the only things at risk. Because the only thing more dangerous than their rivalry and hatred for each other… is what might happen if they ever stop. What happens when the line between hate and love begins to blur? When hate feels like love?
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